There is fire and snow

There is a long way to go

We won’t be alone

Another day breaks

I will go ahead and wait

The iron tree line shakes

Falcon spies his hill

Swoop and glide and duck and dive

Rise up with his kill

Where have the birds gone?

I don’t know what I have done

I’ll try tomorrow

We lift up our heads

To the brazen skies above

Living a twilife

Reeds shake in the breeze

Hairy heads heavy with seeds

Mistakes and misdeeds

Each moment is new

Every day casts its own spell

Can we capture it?

Through icy cold nights

Frost bites, rats fight out of sight

Fog clouds the moonlight

Every ship is bound

To the currents that surround

And the winds that hound

Look up to the sky

There’s a fire burning higher

Nowhere left to hide

Grey hide turns russet

Leaves rustle in the red-shift

Rusty puddles drift

Orange photons weave

Through thickets of naked trees

Silent semi-breve

Mottled grey hues collapse

Into chiseled out valleys

I too wear a path

Scragged silver stems

Claw and crawl from the bracken

Wilderness troops

Stuck in the quagmire

Suspended animation

Running to stand still

Drops droop and drips dive

Deeper down into the dirt

Driving days away

I can’t see myself

Except in muddy waters

Distorted and pale

If I drew this sky

It’s churning turning burning

No one would believe

The flames still burn bright

Though the limbs have been stripped bare

So the light is lost